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Red Lipstick
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Red Lipstick Have been told by quite a few ladies... this one is one of their favorites. Sometimes even with a glass of wine. ------------------------------------ The smell of summer heat late in the day. Torpid smells. The key turned in the lock with a click, the metal warm and unyielding in his fingers, standing at the front door of their house. It felt good to test his grip against it, like absorbing some of its hard strength. He paused as it reminded of a summer far away, full of blazing heat, concrete and dust, punishing ordeals of harsh strength and mental resolve. He watched as the key glinted in a spear of sunlight in the imperfect shade. A summer long gone and a valuable lesson learned. We survived A part of him growled softly at the distant memory. He let himself in, feeling the inside air cool his skin, absently closing the door behind him. His shoulders and back muscles still ached a little from training yesterday. He could smell the quietness of the house, and the pleasant scent of her slight fragrance mixed in it. "I'll be in the bedroom... join me as soon as you can honey." a quiet sensual voice teased from the hallway, then quiet footsteps rustling against the carpet. "I'll be there" he answered smiling softly. He walked into the kitchen. Slowly drank a couple of glasses of cool water, and made his way down the hallway, unbuttoning his shirt as he went, taking off his shoes, and socks into the clothes hamper closet quietly. The bare carpet felt good in his toes. Chords of soft music drifted through the open doorway, and he paused again at the entrance to take in the view. All outside was shut out . Drapes of white airy cloth draped the room as well as mirrors, white scented candles burned interspersed throughout, the soft golden light of flame was reflected by the glass and glowing on the fabric, significantly altering the mood of the room. He could see her working with something on a tray, slightly bent over, the thin dark chocolate satin robe clinging to her figure in a pleasing way. She noticed him, straightened and slowly turned around, and just looked him up and down. The gaze was unabashed and open. "Looks like you need some help with that" she whispered softly. She swayed her hips while walking over to him slowly. Her gaze focused on his open shirt front while licking her lips, looking every bit like a hungry intent cat. Looking him directly in the eye she slipped her hands inside and traced the contours of his furry broad chest , then down his ribs, and flat stomach, stroking him with her lacquered nails. Her eyes followed her hands, a small smile just barely showing on her lips. Her fingers came to the buttons, undid them one by one, pulling the shirt off of him, then throwing it away. Her hands continued with his belt, wandering around his waist, exploring, grabbing a good feel of his ass. The pants joined the shirt, she paused with the briefs just slightly, to look at the way the held him, "You wont need these with me" and pulled them down. He felt himself hang freely in the cool air while she licked her lips again looking him over. "Now its my turn" she said as she looked up at him, stroking his firm thigh. She stepped back a bit, taking his hands to the edges of her robe, the silkiness of the material passing through his fingers. He spread it open, exposing the generous swell of her curves, running his fingers slowly over her soft skin. She closed her eyes slightly at the caress, absorbing the sensation. His hands found the small cloth belt that kept it closed, and undid the knot. She stepped back more out of his reach as he did letting the belt fall into his hands, her thin robe falling open fully, sliding over her breasts. He stirred a little at the sight of her. She was wearing a cup less push up bra of a rich red lace, leaving her breasts and nipples fully exposed, while holding them high and round like apples nestled together. A Wispy G string was all that finished the attire. The stalks of her nipples jutted out towards him, already erect. She moved towards him, wrapping her hands around his neck , her mouth enveloping his in a kiss that quickly became hungry and deep. She felt so good against his body, he could feel her nipples drag against his chest, her body rub against his. She broke the kiss, licking his lips and around them, going down to his neck and licking him up and down there once, biting gently. She pulled away licking her lips, tasting the saltiness of his sweat. "Ummm." taking his hand she lead him to the large four poster bed, letting him drink in her charms from behind. At the side of the bed he reached out and stroked the wonderful valley between her delectable cheeks, slowly up and down, then pulling on the string of fabric there in a stroking motion, to have it stretch tight and rubbing on her up front. She sighed an open her legs a bit, then turned around and pushed him down on the bed. She maneuvered him to sprawl full on the sheets. "Spread your arms and legs out for me honey." She guided him into the position she wanted him with nudges of her body. She drew her nails over his chest as she straddled his hips with her knees, looking down at him, for a moment. Reaching over letting him get a full view of her curves draped enticingly and exposed, she gripped his left arm with both her hands, wrapping her long fingers around his wrist, letting her nails sink into his flesh. She paused and gazed back into his face. The contact weighted in her gaze, her eyes liquid and alert, aroused. A long length of material lifted up from the side of the bed, wound around his wrist and tied firmly, stretching without being tight. Silk. His hand closed into a fist. A growl from inside. "Trust me" She could feel the tension of rigid muscles in his forearm, watching them ripple under fingertips. She sighed. he relaxed. She bent over to the other side tied him the same way, then each of his legs. Then centered herself on his hips again, making herself comfortable, resting her hands on his chest. "Have I bound myself one?" she asked. He pulled, testing the strength. The silk held under his bunching muscles, while making the corner posts bow slightly inwards as they took the strain, forcing one to pop in protest. She noticed the result with a smile on her face, a wistful hungry expression. "You know who suggested this, and she was right." Her smiled teased and eyes danced with a spark, then her expression deepened as she reached out to stroke the hard curve of one shoulder. "Its arousing just to watch you" she said huskily, "I'm sure you could break out if you wanted, knowing the strength that body of yours hides... as much as it would be... interesting to see," she licked her lips, "but I like our bed intact...maybe steel chains anchored to the frame as our friend teasingly suggested.....the proper way to restrain a tiger." she breathed, as she drew one hand from his broad chest outwards to one tied wrist, feeling the corded muscle. Reaching out, she took something off the bedside tray without looking away from his face. Brought it up so he could see the gold colored cylinder in her hand, twisting the bottom. Let him see the stalk of crimson extend from its confines, and purse her mouth, forming a sensuous pout, then touching the rich color to her waiting lips. With a deliberate slow stroke she coated the hills and valleys of her upper then lower lip in a swath of lustrous and vibrant crimson, adding layer upon layer, making sure the curves of her mouth were bathed and covered in rich cream all the way to its abundant extents. She kept adding to the color, thickening it, enjoying the feel of the tip gliding around, making her lips glow glistening and wet, plump and full from the color they comfortably bore. "I know you like to see this, you always liked my lips." she bent down closer to his face, "I have thinking about this all day," her tongue snaked out and drew slowly over her work, wetting the crimson. "among other things" she purred, gliding her breath down one arm to the wrist. Opening wide, she lowered her mouth, licking, and then bit him gently. He could feel her teeth working on him and then the sucking circle of warmth of her lips. She withdrew, leaving an oval red print. Then moved a little further up to mid forearm, and bit down again. The contact was electric, making his skin prickle and tighten. She withdrew again leaving another behind. She quickened her pace a little, leaving a visible trail behind. She ground one especially into his neck, he could feel the hungry caressing bite, sheathed in a tight seal with her lips, her breath hot on his exposed skin. She left a few on his face, biting a cheek and ear, avoiding his mouth, then down the other arm. Next she worked on the more exposed skin of his broad chest. He felt the heat curl up in tendrils of beginning flame inside his body. She paused upon finding something. "Ummmm .... an owie?" she purred while lightly fingering the odd shaped bruise. He looked down. "oh ...humm... missed that one coming in." "Umm yes ...I can see now, " she said, tracing the mottled knuckle prints, then bent down and covered the region with her mouth, letting him feel her wet hot tongue. She continued her journey down his belly until just below his waist, feeling his stomach muscles tighten reflexively, which served to visibly arouse her more. She paused again applying another thick layer of crimson. "Ummmmm" she murmured as she once again straddled his body at mid waist, looking down at her handiwork. "I wanted to see where I have been...." she stroked his chest fur, digging her fingers in, "been imagining this all day...claiming your body ... all... mine...tonight" She breathed into his face, licked above an eyelid, heightening the tingles he felt just a notch more. Sent a shock through him as she clamped onto a nipple, sucking, biting. He felt the tension build in his arms, feeling the silk restraining him. A soft ruffled growl bubbled up inside him. Feeling her nipples drag against his skin as she moved her way down again. She dug her fingernails into his thighs as she felt them. "Arrrr I love these legs.....to mark as now mine too" she murmured as she left trails down his inner thighs. little nibbles and sucking bites. All the way down the hard curves to his ankles. She resettled herself, nestled between his open thighs. Letting her gaze fall to focus on the apex of his body. Arching her back, she paid a slow attention to her lips with a swath of color. Returning to gaze at him. He could feel her soft fingers travel up the inner part of his thighs, then to curl around his balls gently. The touch sent ripples of tingling up his body, jolting him once more, having him close his fingers around the silk bonds in a fist to release the tension. He could see the flames of candles reflected in the mirrors, smell the slight incense, and see the light golden cast sheen of fine perspiration on her skin. "Now for the first course of my banquet," she stroked his half flaccid shaft as it lay against his belly, "Something I have been thinking about all day, not being able to put it out of my mind....lusting for it." she said looking down on it, stroking the underside ridge up and down, pushing into its thick softness, "and now all mine." She bent down and planted an open kiss on his smooth balls, lighting a bomb of heat in his torso, that almost cramped his hips it was so intense. She sucked steadily and he shivered, spiking his control, having the blood rush tingling hot into his erection, having it grow out of control slowly, the first flame of an now open fire, increasing steadily. Her tongue avariciously exploring his soft jewels, rubbing and stroking the softness with a moist textured wetness. She moaned with a slight impatience, and he could feel the thrusting of her tongue. She traveled up his shaft licking him firmly all over the underside, her eyes closed and mouth open, as if her tongue was the only sense she had to use. Swirled it around the building crown at the top, then down the sides like an ice cream bar. Causing sparks of sensation to cross his vision, he could feel the fabric's texture between his rubbing fingers, the resisting tension around his ankles, the tendons tightening his knees, the urge to arch his hips up. "No ...not yet." She stopped, breathing noticeably. She moved herself up his body close, again dragging her nipples up his torso, sending twin shocks racing up his body. She sucked on one of his nipples quickly as she passed it, then a long lick under the chin, all in one smooth motion. She rose up quickly, a furrowed brow expression as if she was concentrating, her face framed by ringlets of raven hair, looking over the swell of her lovely breasts, capped with domed aereola and jutting nipples. It was making him very hungry deep inside at the sight of all this. "Can't stand it any longer... need you take me, at least the first one." her fingers tore the diaphanous triangle of cloth away, exposing a rich swell of smooth mons and soft swollen lips, and lowered herself down slowly. The warm contact increased the desire in him as his tongue pressed into her yielding softness, licking her up and down hungrily, setting more tingling off all the way down to the tip of his shaft. She was already moist with dew inside her warm crevice, the vestibule of her sex easily parted for his eager tongue, the clean scent of her mixed in with a hint of jasmine, to encompass his mouth in an intimate kiss. He could see her close her eyes to slits as her expression melted into pleasure. Could feel her sex draw at the sides of his mouth as he sunk in further exploring... her hips beginning slow small circles...gentle wet friction ... licking more, searching all her silky folds within, plunging the tongue firmly between her silky inner lips, stroking ...wiggling...sucking. She moaned at the touches as the places she liked were found, then worked them more readily. She began to gasp and bear down, grinding wetly into him. Rising rapidly, perched on top of his hungry mouth. Her breath caught and body shook as the first wave hit her almost violently, and carried her over the edge. She had barely enough time to recover when his searching tongue found her hard button of a clit, swirling around it. She opened her eyes and mouth wide for a second under the pleasant shock of current that it delivered. Teasingly brushing it with the tip .. then devouring it with his lips .. sucking on it like a nipple .... causing a slow quiet growl to escape from her mouth.. thrusting her hips into him. The tension visibly grew in her and she was climbing again ..at the mercy of a resolute slow pulse of sucking. She shivered intensely and continuously ...fading then resonating ... for a lost period of time, almost whimpering under the small quakes. Finally she grasped his shoulders and shoved herself up and away, wetly breaking the grip of their close union. She opened her eyes, still gasping a little, slow her breath down, inches above him, wetly glistening from the mixed juices of their lovemaking, "Oh damn," she quietly sighed," That is almost enough to untie you." "Then why don't you?" he growled it lazily up at her through half closed eyes, licking his lips, tasting her fresh honey. Quietly tempting and challenging her. Watching her ribs slowly move in a regular rhythm to her calming breathing. "I said ALMOST," A wicked smile spread over her face. She shifted so she was staring him face to face just inches away, "but I want you this way more." and wetly licked her way up his nose and then his forehead. "Unnmmmhhh." Drifting down his body she found his thickened phallus again. "Now where was I?" Stroked him as it lay against his belly and jutting outwards, just under the button. She stroked with her nails gently .. and cupped his balls, encircling his shaft with her other hand. she pumped him slowly once, twice. "Ummm love the way you harden up ...so thick in my fingers.." .... cradling him she licked the ridge on the underside with her probing tongue ...following it all the way down sucking on his balls while squeezing him ...then up slowly to lick the swelling crown of his glans, looking at him. "Now feel my mouth" she said as she licked him slowly once more all the way around... then squeezing him causing the head to bulge huge and purple "Ahhhh..just the way imagined it today" she said looking down .."nice and swollen, like a juicy plum in my.." She opened wide and engulfed the head easily, sucking, slow and hard, with a look of pure lust on her face. She paused, to look at him, just like a cat with her treat, and sank deeper onto him, letting him see his hard erection steadily disappear from sight into the enclosing liquid heat of her mouth. All the way down .... until she came to rest at his base. Pressing tightly with her lips. her tongue lashing him. Up and down ...up and down, leaving smeared rings of crimson here an there, except the one at the base. She relentlessly continued, varying her motions but always sucking, always milking, stretching out the slow erosion of his tenacious control over some time, moaning gently as she went to sucking the tip firmly again, clasping him in both her hands..the expression of total gluttony on her face. Under all this he finally ran out of control, giving in under her constant pressure, the tension rising up his engorged cock. She sensed the first slow liquid pulse beginning, and released him from her mouth, to watch as she stroked him with her hands. A slow uplift thrust of his hips that even raised even her a few inches off the bed. Watched his body lock rigid under the bonds, the tremble of his phallus in her hands, and the first wet gush geyser from the silky domed tip. She squeezed him rhythmically, hotly spiking his already overloaded system, blurring his vision, and making the next pulses surge up his shaft powerfully, fountain white gushes that splashed warmly down over her gripping hands. All of which she absorbed greedily with her eyes, a transfixed expression on her face. He finally sank down, the orgasm subsiding, but she had so aroused him that he stayed rigid. She broke her trance, squeezed one more time, and set about cleaning him quickly with a wet towel,. Its heated warmth enclosed him and invigorated his strength. She cleaned herself, then grasped him again. Just watching the play of her hands on him, a look of tension in her face. "I wont be needing this anymore." she said huskily rising up, placing a hand under her labia, the lips parted, and a silvery egg like object emerged, dropping into her hand. She sighed, tossing it away, raised herself up and moved him to her glistening lips. Slowly she moved his tip back and forth, against them to coat him liberally. The slight pressure and view caused him to grow very rigid, his glans swelling up a deep purple and wide. She paused, swallowed deliberately, just kissing him. Then lowered herself slightly. The lips spread over him, the moist heat caused him to shiver, as the head of his penis easily disappeared inside. "Ahhhh.." she gasped, stopping again, impaled like that, shaking slightly, "Ohhhhh.... that feels so good, just love how you open me like that... beautiful ....and all mine." And then sunk down on him. He felt and saw himself engulfed, her silky tightness gripping him as he slid into her. Her warmth. She came to rest on his hips, swallowing him whole. She began to move her hips in a slow languorous circle. She was exploring herself with his erection, all her soft hidden places. Slow grinding, short plunges, liquid urgent thrusts. He watched as she moved, watched her transform and enter a kind of dream state , becoming totally sexual in her responses, her desires come flooding out as if a dike had burst holding back a deep reservoir. Her slow thrusts were like she was feeding herself, the wet sucking sounds, feeling himself being drawn in surrounded, and squeezed by her internal muscles. "Oh yeesssss...yess ..yes...love that ..." she murmured as if reciting a mantra when she could talk. " more MMmore ... want more of that cock inside me .. nice and hard," her thrusting increased to deep relentless stroke, she rose up working her hips, and orgasmed, with a great trembling rush, then back down again, turning herself away from him, and beginning again. "Can you see me?" she whispered huskily, as she rode him "Can you see my lips around you ...wrapping tightly around your delicious cock dear? ....yesssss...ummm," her thrusting became quicker, deeper, a smeared ring of lipstick encircling his shaft disappearing inside her as she sat down on him ...wiggling her hips and ass in a fluid circular patterns slowly atop him, an extremely arousing view, he could feel her body mold itself to him wanting, urging. He felt his desires compressed into his lower torso, feeling the pressure flow electrically into his phallus, the force and his will giving him a very rigid totem of maleness reaching outwards to touch her very depths, giving her what exactly what she wanted a part of him she could readily draw deep inside her folds. Wrapping herself tight around his jade tower, each hard down thrust her lips engulfed his base firmly, as if seeking to take more of him inside her, to meld him to her in a more permanent union. "Ummmmmm....yesss...you like that ...feel you ....so wonderfully hard....so thick...cant...cant get enough" she panted in a mantra, " .....ummmmm....oooo....feel it all the way... inside me ..wantyourcock.....feel it up in my chest..want you." Her thrusting became wild, harsh, animalistic. Another tremor shook her but she continued, not slackening the pace. He could see her completely detach herself mentally, just riding him in steady blind rhythmic pace. The thrusts sent shocks into his hips, and when he rose to give her more she just growled her lust, riding him down again greedily, taking all of him. He lost track of time as he watched, becoming detached from the fire in his member that she hungrily rode, feeling her tight confining grip slide up and down him, just struck with her emotional intensity. She finally began slowing, easing herself back to a stop. He had no idea how many times she had cum. Turning around to face him, he was awed slightly by the expression in her face. A mask of intensity as her gaze held him like her grip below, sweat matting a few hairs to her cheeks, as she again started a slow rhythm. A relentless up and down stroke with her hips. her lips were compressed, still richly colored crimson. "Fuck me......fuck me" she breathed heavily between shallow gasps, " Fuck me.. with that hard cock of yours" ...she thrust deeper, "want you to come inside me... want to feel it deep inside.." her voice was very low and burred... "Fucccccck mmmme..." she repeated as she ground into him. "Fuck my hungry pussy" she growled. Her thrusting was deliberate and calculated, milking him with each stroke, knowing what it took to make him cum. He raised up his hips against her, feeling the pressure building in his groin from her insistent demands. "Yesss...YYYEEEEEess.." she hissed sensing it too, closing her eyes and increasing her rhythm., bearing down on him grinding. Time bled off slowly, punctuated by her thrusts and wet sounds of her sex. She was drawing him inside her with each stroke, the pressure inside him to release becoming unbearable. Finally it built, carrying him up like the crest of some huge wave and ...*fountained*. She had been riding him hard as and heavily, and arched her back harshly as it took her too, angling back and gripping tight, nails biting into his skin, as he flooded in her. Time ceased to flow smoothly for him at this point, flashes and throbbing, someone was growling, he didn't know who, but she was gone somewhere, pulling him in, wrapped in his own storm of release. Awareness came back. She was straddling him, still atop, stroking his face with her breasts, letting the nipples drag over his mouth. He caught one as it came over again ....sucking it in. She sighed at that and slowed poised there, feeling the pulse of his lips for a few seconds, then pulled it away. "More time for that later." She nestled her face into his, mingling their sweat, kissing him slowly on the lips. "Oh baby," she sighed, "I'm still so ....," she shifted languorously, " Ummm... and I can still feel you ....damn…. there is ... the rest of the night " A drowsy smile broke out across her face. The candles still burned lazily, sometimes guttering quietly, releasing their<b> perfume </font></b>to mingle with hers, poised over him. She stretched herself, then began massaging his arms with a warm scented oil. Smearing a print of red lipstick. * * * End * * *  |
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